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Spain and Romano, and their daemons
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A soft growl vibrated the tense air as padded footsteps approached the figure in the chair. The gray pelted wolf greeted her human and took her place by his side.
“Oh it’s you, Fiammetta.”
The creature looked up to gaze at her owner with large sorrowful eyes in acknowledgement, it then spoke with a voice barely above a whisper, ”You are sad.”
Lovino blinked his eyes in surprise as his features twisted to a slight frown. He should have known she’d be aware, afterall, she was his daemon. Everything he felt, whether it was pain, sorrow, or joy; she too felt.
Gazing back at his daemon, Lovino remained sile